Page 32 of The Watcher
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“I bake cookies.”
His eyebrows flew up.
“I also love kids and would babysit.”
He covered his mouth with his hand, muffling his laughter. “Is that the way it’s gonna be?”
“I bake awesome cookies. And your kids will love me.”
He leaned forward. “One time in the office…” He paused.
I leaned closer. “I’m all ears.”
